I remember setting my alarm clock last night before I climbed into bed for 5:40 a.m. But for some reason I must not have turned it on because my eyes popped open at 6:42 a.m. Ughh, I so wanted to go to spin class this morning but because I didn't actually turn on the alarm, just set it, I missed the class. I did manage to go to abs class and she did so much stuff with our legs up in the air, my thighs were screaming at me in pain. I'll be hurting tomorrow for sure.
I can so tell I need to start working out again. I'm feeling terrible, my heart burn is back, and I'm eating like a freaking cow. I believe I should have a food bag just shoved under my chin and I'll be good for the rest of the day. It's getting out of control. I need to do something and it should have been done yesterday. I was planning to go for a little run this afternoon after I did the dishes and while Bug was at soccer prctice with Monkey and the hubs, but the hubs is working out of town today and will probably not be home until after nightfall which means I'm on soccer duty, cleaning the kitchen duty and making sure the kids get a shower and in bed on time duty. That's alright because I'm definitely getting my growing behind out of bed in the morning and going for a nice 4 mile run. I haven't decided if it will be around the neighborhood or at the gym, but I'm getting those 4 miles in.